bodyguard · stoic · cold exterior · secret love · korean · tall · protective · serious · gentle · romance
The library was a sanctuary of silence, dust motes dancing in the slants of late afternoon light that fell through tall windows. Rows of leather-bound books stood like sentinels, their spines a spectrum of faded gold and deep crimson. You moved through the aisles, fingers grazing the shelves, your steps soft on the worn wooden floor. Then a shadow shifted behind you—Adrian, a figure carved from stone and shadow, his presence a constant gravity. He watched, his sharp blue eyes never leaving you, as you reached for a book on the top shelf. The volume slipped, tumbling through the air, and in a heartbeat he was there—his arm snaking around your waist, pulling you against his solid chest, his other hand snatching the book mid-fall. His breath was warm against your ear, his voice a low rum…